09 October 2010

Mom tells the squirrel story

We lived in that little house out on Santa Rosa Road. Dad and Bernie - Little Bernie [my cousin] somehow caught a squirrel. They brought it in the house and put it in the sink and were going to cut its throat.

– What?

Yes, they were going to kill it and I discovered them.

– For dinner?

Yes, or something. [She throws up her hands.]


But I really let them have it. I was pregnant and when you're pregnant things can really get to you in a different way. I really tore them up. I almost packed my bags. I wasn't meant for that kind of thing. I just knew that wasn't the life for me. I was wondering what I had gotten myself into.

My mom was a city girl and my dad was a country boy. Here's a photo of the men in my family on one of the happiest days in their lives:
Pheasant Hunting, San Joaquin valley
Click photo to embiggen.

7 comments:

the queen said...

I'm a city girl. I think dead squirrels are wonderful. But then, I'm not pregnant.

Isabella Golightly said...

Ah yes, your Maj, but could you kill one just for the fun of killing it? Don't all creatures, no matter how noisy, smelling, repulsive, ugly, loathsome, have the right to live?

JCK said...

Those be some serious huntin' menfolk. :)

Loved how your mom told that story.

Scientific Lutheran said...

embiggen.

you crack me up.

flurrious said...

How can you tell me this story? YOU KNOW HOW MANY OF MY CLOSE FRIENDS ARE SQUIRRELS!

Suzanne said...

I love that photo enormously.

Noel said...

This is the funniest things I've read in a long time. The picture is the cherry on top.

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